Glimpses Of The Next State.Pdf - Spiritualists' National Union

THURSDAY EVENING, JULY 18, 1889209A poor soul is coming who was run over by the cars, and had his leg cut off. He was thrown onto a side track, and became unconscious; and, while unconscious, another train ran over him andkilled him.—EVA.S.: Oh—oh—must I die alone ?—die alone—die alone— die alone—oh—that wasdreadful—dreadful—where is it ?—where is the train ?—where is the train ?—oh, I will never gethome—I must go home—I must go home—go home—go home—Mr. B.: You have been very badly hurt, friend, haven’t you?S.: Oh, yes—I thought when I saw it—Oh God! when I saw it come rumbling along and Ifelt the jar— Mr. B.: You thought you were going to lose your limb, didn’t you?S.: Yes.Mr. B.: You feel better now, don’t you?S.: Yes.Mr. B.: You were pretty badly hurt.S.: Oh, there it goes—there—there—oh my—oh my— Mr. B.: But it is all over now.S.: Oh, my leg is broken—it is all crushed up.Mr. B.: Yes, but it will soon be all right.Mrs. B.: There is a good doctor here that will fix you all right.S.: Oh, doctor, do you think you can help me? It pains me—it pains me—Mr. B.: It won’t pain you much more. That pain will all be taken away in a little while.Mrs. B.: This doctor here has helped a great many people with broken limbs.S.: Oh, it is smashed.—It must be smashed.Mr. B.: Yes; but not so badly but what it will be all right in a short time.S.: Will you have to take it off? Oh, I would rather you would kill me than be maimed forlife.—I don’t want it taken off.—I can’t have it taken off.Mr. B.: No; you won’t have to have it taken off. It will be all right soon.S.: Oh, there—there-—oh—oh—Mr. B.: Don’t you feel better?S.: Yes, I feel better. I feel as though I were being put into a vice like.—Do you knowwhat makes it?Mr. B.: You were very badly hurt, and the remembrance comes back to you and makes youfeel that way.—You thought you were going to be killed, didn’t you?S.: Yes, I certainly thought I was going to be killed; but I knew when it was passed that Iwas only injured.Mr. B.: Well, when you expected you were going to be killed, you expected to live afterdeath, didn’t you?S.: I didn’t think anything about it.Mr. B.: Didn’t you ever think about it?S.: Yes, sometimes.Mr. B.: Did you believe that you lived after death?S.: Well, I wanted to live after death if I could be happy; if I could not, I did not want tolive.Mr. B.: But it makes no difference whether a person is happy or unhappy; if it is one of thelaws that we do live after death, why, we have to live, and our happiness depends on the life we ledin earth life. If we were kind to a good many people, we would have a happy life in the future. But agreat many times, when people are killed or die suddenly, they don’t know they have made thechange. They don’t know they were killed. Spirit life is so natural to them—it seems just like earthlife for the time being.’S.: Is that so?